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Chapter 3700 This time, how long will I sleep again

Four people in the small rear cabin.

Ning Yue looked frightened, Cheng Yi was full of worry, and Jin Zhan was full of imagination.

Only Yuchi Qiming, who was approaching the coma, had the only consciousness left before, which made him know that he was trapped in the desert with Song Chengyi. His chest was getting more and more painful and his breathing became more and more difficult. He wanted to talk to his younger sister and wanted to remind her to take good care of Xiaochan for him.

Then he drank sweet spring water. When the spring water entered his mouth, his whole lungs were moistened. His strong desire to survive made him want to drink a lot of water.

However, suddenly the water disappeared, and his consciousness returned to his eyes bit by bit, slowly opening his eyes: "Lingling!"

The sound is very light and weak, but it is particularly eye-catching in this small cabin.

Ning Yue looked surprised: "Brother, are you awake?" For a moment, she didn't care about the horror that she was secretly discovered by outsiders.

Song Chengyi was also shocked. He had known that Ning Ning had unique abilities for a long time. He was still shocked when he saw it with his own eyes.

At the same time, I was even more worried. The situation just now was already at dying. When Ningning arrived, he immediately improved. Then, Qi Ming gradually recovered, and Ningning was about to pay the price for it. How long will he sleep this time?

But Yuchi Qiming didn't think so much, he just thought that he suddenly turned back.

Raise your hand: "Lylen!"

Ning Yue hurriedly held it: "Brother, I'm here."

"In the future, my elder brother will be away from me. I have to take good care of myself. Chengyi, he dare not bully you. Also, your elder sister-in-law may be pregnant. Take good care of her for me and your future nephew."

"Brother, I can't take care of people, and I can't take care of myself. If you want us to be well, you can get better quickly. Mom and Dad, Chanjuan, and me, we can't do without you. Without you, none of us will be well."

Yuchi Qiming was still uncomfortable, so he tried to make a smile, raised his hand, and wanted to touch the little sister's face: "Follower, God has the final say in life, old age, sickness and death..."

This time, before he could finish his words, Ning Yue interrupted: "God has the final say, but when I get to my place, I have the final say. As long as I have a breath, brother, you won't die."

Then, he handed his fingertips to Yuchi Qiming's lips again: "Brother, open your mouth."

Yuchi Qiming was completely instinctive when he swallowed just now, so he didn't know what was going on.

At this moment, when the little sister asked him to open his mouth, he didn't think much about it. Yi Yan opened his mouth slightly, and then he felt a tiny stream of water entering his mouth. This smell was different from ordinary boiled water, but he was very familiar with it.

He grabbed Ning Yue's hand: "Ling Ning, you?"

He stared at Ning Yue's fingertips, a little suspicious that he not only hurt his chest, but also his brain and had hallucinations.

Otherwise, how could you see that Ningling's fingers could flow through the air, and then suddenly disappear?

He blinked hard and continued to stare at his sister's fingertips.

At this time, Ning Yue had no time to care about anything. When outsiders saw it, just see it. Everything was insignificant compared to the life of the elder brother: "Brother, drink water, wait until you get better, I will explain it to you slowly."
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